Sad Day

So I may not be going to Grand Island tonight and that makes me sad. Because of the accident Grandpa and Mom both nixed the idea, but Mom was cranky with me when she said I couldn't go, so I might go anyway just to spite her. I tried explaining to her that : "DUH! ADAM IS HOME!" but even that didn't help, and she even likes Adam now, way after the fact. It's strange how that worked out.

Speaking of Adam, he is already bitching to Silas about Ashley so we are taking that as a good sign that he will get tired of her and all her psychotic-ness and dump her crazy ass. Silas said that he thinks part of her being so crazy is that she knows that Adam can pretty much any ass he wants because let's face it, he's very pretty, and Ashley wants to keep him with her all the time so he doesn't even have a chance to look at another girl. She freaks out even when Missy and I are around, because Adam dated both of us, so Ashley automatically assumes that means something now, even years later. What she really doesn't understand is that neither Missy nor I are interested in dating Adam, therefore she can stop being a raging lunatic. I am very psyched for the possibilities this summer for Silas, Adam, Mike and I to go downtown again, hang out at Jack's and Duffy's and stuff...those were always good times, and fishbowls were always consumed.

As for the friend situation that I have been venting about lately, I don't think it's any big secret I was talking about Teetz, a little bit. There were other people I had in mind too, but Teetz and I are peachy keen and everything is a-okay. One plus I can find to not going to GI this weekend is that Teetz's brother and his girlfriend are going to be in Lincoln, so I might actually have some competition, because we all know I can drink Baby Teetz under the table in a heartbeat. The older ones would all give me some hefty competition.

I've been working a lot, and hanging out. Amy drew some sweet designs to go with my tattoo, she's a doll. She's been drawing some different things to go around the tat, some crown-looking things, and it's going to look pretty sweet. If I don't go to GI, we're going to some shops tomorrow so she can talk to some guys about her design that she wants. I am so bummed about the accident, otherwise I'd probably have my tattoo by the end of June. But NOOOOOO, I have to wait. Grrrrr.Maybe it's better anyway that I do wait, because that way I will still be able to tan and stuff and if I get it later in the summer it won't be as big a deal because I will be nice and brown. I love being tan, I feel better.

I actually feel surprisingly good today, I think it something to do with the fact that I slept almost 12 hours. I feel refreshed. I'm glad I managed to sleep that long, I still wake up a lot at night, and it kind of weirds me out because I always wake up at the same time, every single night. I wake up around one a.m. and four a.m. and 6:15 a.m. Guaranteed, every night. Or morning, I should say. I'd like to be able to start sleeping through the night again.